That evening on the terrace, in the yellow glow of the outside light, it took a lull in the dinner conversation for anyone to notice that something was missing. Where were the dull thwacks of flying insects bumping against the lightbulb? Even the tuneless orchestra of cicadas or crickets, whichever they were (no one was quite sure), had stilled its instruments.
那天晚上，在露台上，在外面灯光的黄光中，晚餐谈话稍稍停顿时，才有人注意到少了些什么。飞虫撞击灯泡发出的沉闷声响去哪了？甚至连那不知是蝉还是蟋蟀（没人确定）的无调子乐队也停止了演奏。
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